This will be a short one today folks as lots of things are going on chez moi.
Take this fable as a nugget of advice, a priceless piece of guidance in the abyss of postgraduate research tips.
I was travelling home from London a few weeks ago and was gearing myself up to read a good chunk of a novel on the way (Megabuses do afterall provide journeys long enough for more than a couple of chapters). It goes without saying that this novel was for my research. As I got past the laborious introduction, written by some ‘critical thinker’, I soon realised that what I had in my hand, and therefore for the rest of the journey, was not the book I wanted to read, but a book about the book. I struggled on with it, finding parts genuinely interesting (thankfully), and attempting to figure out the plot of the novel from its criticism without much success.
Lesson learned. Make sure to get the book. Not the book about the book.